In the moment of hearing that cry Susannah felt that she had already gone through some shocking form of death.

Halsey brought down his whip, striking the horse with all his might; it leaped forward, lifting the chaise almost into the air; then it was rushing madly on, dragging the wheels behind it with terrible velocity.
They had caught sight of the rush of the bull.

They felt the animal's heavy side just graze the back of the chaise, and they heard behind them a bellow of rage that seemed to fill all the solitary place with diabolical echoes.
The body of the chaise was bounding upon its leather bands, jolting cruelly against the axle.

Susannah cried out that she should be thrown from her seat.

The swift-falling darkness encompassed their path.